Chapter 1

A Chapter by Mariah

We started at the hospital where I was born. Strangely enough Syrah and Samara were born there to. We asked the receptionist for the records but she said she absolutely had to refuse.

“Look we just want the records that’s all. We’re not FBI or cops.” I said, annoyed.

“I’m sorry but I can’t. It is against hospital policy.” she said for the fourth time in a row.

“Listen lady, I don’t know who you think you are but I demand to speak to doctor Thomas.” Samara demanded.

“I can’t…”

“You best do what she asks ma’am. She is very head strong and who knows what she’ll do.” said Syrah

The receptionist huffed and paged the doctor. We waited for four hours until the doctor showed up. When he got there I was ready to kill him for taking so long. I wanted to know who my father was and so did my friends.

“Doc. Tom. Good to see you again.” I said through clenched teeth.

“Now Sapphyre. You know I’m a doctor. I had to birth a baby I’m sorry I’m late. And your mother doesn’t want me telling you who your father is. She never told me until I swore on my mother’s grave never to tell a soul. Including you!”

“Why would you do that?! I hope you realize that this is insane that you would say that to a woman who had just given birth to a baby! What the hell is wrong with you!” I shouted.

That’s when I realized my friends were looking scared and the doctor couldn’t believe his eyes. I could feel a lot of hatred running through my veins and I didn’t know why. I began to see myself ripping the doctor apart. These were things that I should never ever think and yet here I was so close to fore filling my terrifying day dream. Luckily my dearest friends stopped me before it got worst.

"Please just tell us Doc...Sapphyre didn't mean it, honest," Syrah said.

"I can't...she was talking nonsense...it's not possible."

We looked at him. We couldn't believe it. My father's name was just an answer away and this doctor wasn't even coming close to disposing that information. God I hate him now.

"Just tell me...NOW" I shouted in an inhuman voice.

"My God! She wasn't lying! You are HIS daughter!" He shouted.

"I'm WHOSE daughter?!"

But it was too late. He had already passed out. We rolled our eyes and knew that this guy wasn't going to help us find our fathers. We had to ask our mothers, no matter how much they'd start yelling at us for asking for the millionth time, we had to do it.

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